The Suicide Bomber

Is there anything more pathetic than a suicide bomber?


He was a street thug.


From an early age he lived amidst violence.

Love was an alien place.

He graduated up to prison.

There he was radicalised:

Given a whole new purpose,

A righteous channel for his brutality.

God approved.

God sanctioned.

He graduated up to suicide bomber.

The harem awaited his lust.

And he got to maim and kill infidels.

Way to go!


Who bears the guilt?

Him, or those who manipulated him?